Jeezy, Freddie Gibbs - .38 lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t think they know the time
I don’t think they know the time
I don’t think they know the time
I don’t think they know the time

I don’t think they know the time
Heard the streets fucked up
I can see the sign
Heard they going for the 30 straight
I can’t lie, man that shit got me 38
Red hot, on fire glass pot, on fire
Red dot, on fire 5 shots, on fire

Uh oh, your boy's back
And he way too flashy, got my toys back
Nigga I just left the lot
I ain't come to play
He pull me for my dealer tag
Fuck you tryin' to say
Know some niggas doing 10
Blame it on the yay
Clip hold a half a hundred, blame it on the K
Still the realest nigga in it
These niggas CB4
This is "Fuck A Nigga" records
And I’m the CEO
Got them stacked long and wide
Like some Lego blocks
This ain't even my real home
This my Lego spot
You ever seen so much money in a duffle bag?
Soon as you open up the zipper
Bitch the duffle brag

I don’t think they know the time
Heard the streets fucked up
I can see the sign
Heard they going for the 30 straight
I can’t lie, man that shit got me 38
Red hot, on fire glass pot, on fire
Red dot, on fire 5 shots, on fire

I’m in that purple Lamb’
Looking like some dirty Sprite
Catchin' passes with them birds
Yeah that Roddy White
Where I’m from them things hot
And that talk is cheap
And ain't nobody hearin' shit
Cause they trying to eat
All they can eat, buffet style
Nigga sellin' anything, buffet wild
DB9 stupid grill, yeah that overbite
Need me 9 stupid deals
This shit is overpriced
Got it vacuum sealed up
That’s to hide the scent
So much that if they pull you over
Smell it through the vent
If them peoples hit the lights
I be a nervous wreck
When you don’t fear nothin' but the lights
Now that’s a nervous check

I don’t think they know the time
Heard the streets fucked up
I can see the sign
Heard they going for the 30 straight
I can’t lie, man that shit got me 38
Red hot, on fire glass pot, on fire
Red dot, on fire 5 shots, on fire

That black tee with them nice hoodies
The ski mask is my uniform
You know I heard your homies don't like them
If they the right price I might
Go shootin' 'em for you
Take the heaters out on you hoe cakes
Niggas took a stand on that dope case
Got murked out chillin' at a bird house
Shoulda seen the look on that ho face
When we kicked the doors off the hinge
Niggas that don’t really go all out to win
Six feet deep when you catch a
Nigga sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't doze off again
Niggas took a Chevy and blowed off the lid
Show a hundred pounds and
Balled off the bitch
A couple hundred shots will hold off the pigs
'Til my homeboy Will get home off his bid
I'mma still do stickups
Two Mossberg pumps in the pickup
Everybody keep your cool cause
If anybody move
The bust shots will tear your whole clique up
Niggas get rushed out the ambulance lift up
Lift off face in his ribcage, ripped off
Niggas tax 30 badges for the 36
I'd rather rob and steal than
Flip soft I'mma stay onfire